I Am This Murim’s Crazy Bitch – 238



[Episode 238] A ronin has the loyalty of a ronin.

At the top of the stairs there was a large door leading to the ground level.

It was very different from what Qing had expected considering things like a secret door in a secret passage.

The door was tightly bolted from the outside but Cheong opened it quite naturally and finally came out.

As soon as I open the door to welcome myself to the ground the lukewarm air of June envelops my body.

At that moment of grand escape Cheong thought.

hmm. The basement is cool.

Cheong I was caught in the wee hours of the morning anyway so I took a nap and came out late in the afternoon after eating breakfast and lunch so I’m not particularly impressed.

However the inspiration of Mo Yong-juhui who had not seen sunlight for a long time and was depressed in despair that he would never be able to see that bright scenery again was very special.

So as soon as the warm air enveloped us in the beginning of June Mo Yong Ju-hee let out a muffled cry.

Cheong smiled bitterly and looked around. A backyard that can fit about three shoulders between the back of the building and the wall. Well it’s not a backyard. What can I say about a place like this?

When Cheong looked back he realized that the camouflage was more exquisite than he expected.

No outsider would bother to enter between the back of the building and the wall and even if they did seeing the stairs that were pointed downwards and the door roughly made of wood they would have thought it was just a basement used for storage.

According to the ecology of Iseonhyeol and ancient times testified by a blood religion warrior he usually stayed on the ground unless he was on duty.

Then I guess this manor can also be seen as a base used by the Blood Cult.

Of course the best way is to scan the face with your eyes.

Cheong asked as he untied the swaddle tied to the boat and carefully placed Mo Yong Ju-hui down.

“Would you mind waiting a moment? “I’m going to clean up the manor first.”

“To throw me away-”

“I’m not throwing it away.”

“Let’s go together. “Don’t leave me alone.”

Mo Yong-juhui begged holding on to Cheong’s arm.

“I will never throw away my moyong soger. I promise. So could you please wait a moment?”

“I hate poetry! Let’s go together. “Don’t leave me behind.”

“Moyong Sojeo. I don’t have to wait long. “Yes I will be back after just counting to 100.”

“no! I don’t like it! Don’t leave it behind. huh? yes? Preface: Sojeo you can’t do that to me. It’s because of you. Responsibility Yes that’s right. “You have to take responsibility.”

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Cheong gently cupped Mo Yong Ju-hui’s cheeks and made eye contact.

“Moyong Sojeo. Look into my eyes. I never throw away my saucer. all right?”

“Then we can go together.”

“I’m just trying to clean up the inside of the manor for a moment so Moyong Sojeo won’t get sick again if there are blood cult bastards inside.”

“are you okay. “If it hurts it just hurts.”

Cheong was also embarrassed because he was throwing a tantrum like a child.

hmm. Isn’t this usually how you listen?

Was the movie just a movie?

Cheong was about to sigh but held back when he saw the earnest eyes of Mo Yong-juhui desperately looking into Cheong’s eyes and pleading.

Yes I have to try it three times.

“Moyong Sojeo. What are you so afraid of? All you have to do is wait a little while. “Are you afraid of what might happen in the meantime?”

“But I was alone and I screamed and no one helped me…”

Mo Yong Ju-hee poured out his story without any hesitation.

From what I heard he was going home alone without fear when he was attacked by the Jitan Gwangma that ambushed him outside the city.

To prevent him from escaping his claws were removed and a noose was hung around his neck. I put strength on my toes and hung them at a height where I could stand so when I step on them I struggle in excruciating pain and then my neck gets tight and I can’t breathe so I struggle and stand on my tiptoes again and the pain comes again…

“I was going to say that I would let you down if you swallowed the loneliness and that I would swallow you but my breathing hurts so why is no one helping me? “Why are you laughing? I feel like I’m going to die.”

It is said that the members of the religious cult watched him writhing in pain and lack of breathing giggling and laughing until dawn.

“So you shouldn’t be alone. If you’re caught alone do it again. no. no.”

Mo Yong Joo-hee shed tears.

“Am I pathetic? A stupid bitch walking alone gets caught and gets treated like a dirty girl. The stupid bitch threw away the escort because she was being watched. I know I know but I’m so scared. I’m a bad bitch. “I did it as a woman and I did it as a military man.”

“no. Moyong Soje is neither pathetic nor stupid. Moyong Sojeo did nothing wrong. Is it wrong to go home? “It’s all the fault of those blood cultists and Moyong Sojeo is not guilty of anything.”

“really? “Really?”

“yes. It’s true. “You can believe me right?”

“yes. “I will believe it.”

“Besides Sojeo is the Wulin Five Flowers. She must be a proper woman with such a pretty face. Also as a military officer he did an excellent job of revenge. “Don’t say things like that.”

“yes. thank you. Thank you…”

“Moyong Sojeo. Could you have a little courage and wait? Just a little just a little. I’ll be back in just one million. “You understand.”

“just a little. “It comes back when you turn 100 right?”

“sure. I’m waiting a little bit. See. Now that I hear it I feel angry. “I will catch those bastards and let’s get revenge together.”

“Yes yes I understand.”

In response Cheong hugged Mo Yong Joo Hee tightly.

“The child is so kind and courageous. Moyong Soje is really a strong and steadfast person. Okay? “You believe me right?”

“yes…”

“When painful and difficult memories come to mind let’s reminisce about giving back to that son of a bitch together. Revenge is sweet right? “I’ll be there soon.”

After saying that Cheong quickly flew away with an anti-gravity walk.

Mo Yong Joo-hee focused for a long time hugged her legs and counted. Then a question suddenly occurred to me.

“plural…? uh…?”

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Mo Yong Ju-xi lost focus again and began to tremble.

—-

Unfortunately there were only two members of the Iseonhyeol Ancient One who stayed at the base of the blood religion.

After a series of testimonies in the face of a battle of truth that would save only one of the two the final winner was determined by Cheong who had memorized the location of the manor used as a base.

Thus in the truth contest the defeated member belonged to the Qing and the victorious member belonged to Mo Yong-juhui.

“Oh I’m fine. “You don’t have to do it so just do whatever you want.”

“There’s nothing to take away. Only when you give back more than what was inflicted will the pain in your heart be relieved. ruler. If I do it are you going to follow it?”

“yes yes…”

“Unfortunately we don’t have much time so let’s just peel off the skin and hang it.”

As a result there were two flayed and hanging corpses.

Later while washing his body in the bathhouse of the manor where he had lost his owner Mo Yong Ju-hui was frightened when he saw the water screamed desperately threw his head down and trembled.

Thanks to you I poured some water on it to soothe it wash it wash its hair and it started to go crazy waving its arms and legs and trying not to close its eyes. It was screaming in pain so I soothed it again and again and washed it again and it was sweating profusely.

After changing into the clothes in the manor he finally looked like a human being.

I have to return to Mucheongak but I can’t join the Murim Alliance in the form of a monster covered in blood.

“I’m sorry I’m really sorry. sorry.”

“It’s okay so stop.”

“But the bruise is black and swollen so what can I do…”

“For some reason it kept tingling.”

“It’s okay if you pull out those fingernails.”

“No I said it’s okay. It was torn in half but it was just a bruise and it got better in a few days so don’t be too sorry. Moyong Sojeo was in so much pain that there was nothing he could do so there was nothing wrong with it. “Because it’s not Moyong Sojeo’s fault.”

“yes…”

While trying to comfort Mo Yong Joo-hee who kept crying and saying that she was going to hit her nails or something else I barely managed to return to Mucheon-gak.

After that there was a loud sound of wooden swords clashing in the backyard.

Cheong’s friends weren’t even worried.

This was because there were many days when Cheong was away due to training in Cheonyuhak.

Even if I didn’t see her face for a day I just assumed that I would train with my godmother (since it couldn’t be called a Shinto class).

He clicked his tongue and said that Cheong was very peaceful and went up to the Mucheongak guest room and laid Mo Yong Joo Hee down.

“Seomun Sojeo can’t go anywhere…”

It was the sound of Mo Yong Ju-hee lying down while holding Cheong’s hand tightly.

However in addition to the extreme fear and fatigue I was unable to overcome the relief and comfort I felt for the first time in a long time and quickly fell asleep.

After asking the queen to summon Tang Nan-ah the moment she saw Mo Yong-ju-hui she was double-hearted.

“What is it isn’t it sword painting? Why is he here? You’re attracting another woman again. No the kid who was so anxious because he couldn’t eat it. Even hold my hand? Hey. “He’s also very talented.”

“That’s not it. It’s me. Moyong Sojeo is now addicted.”

“Okay okay. poisoning. It’s always like that when Cheong-ah calls me. “Why do you think it’s some kind of poison?”

“uh. “It’s called Lee Seonhyeolgo.”

“huh…?”

Tang Nan-ah who was snoring vigorously with her hand on her waist only blinked.

“Did you just say blood clot?”

“huh. “Iseonhyeolgo.”

“joke?”

“Have I ever joked about something like this?”

Only then did Tang Nan-ah make a straight face.

“What in the world? “It’s the loneliness of a blood religion.”

“hmm. I know. It looks like it will be difficult to remove so I’m trying to get rid of Queen Solitude but then I’ll have to be very heavily anesthetized. Can I ask you a favor? “Because it’s something I can’t tell others about.”

I don’t know what kind of bug sends signals with supernatural powers but the queen solitudes are able to order lower solitudes to commit suicide.

Then the poison contained in loneliness spreads through the body and the infected person also goes to the nether in peace.

There was even a special move called Queen Loneliness’ Serial Suicide Signal which was a massacre special move in which loneliness repeatedly conveyed to the maximum extent the message that we must die through loneliness.

The members of the Blood Ancients also had their lives pledged to the Vice Commander of the Great Lord and this was also the reason why several of them were evenly spread out from one base to another serving as human relays.

Therefore it was necessary to let Mo Yong Ju-hee sleep in solitude.

The purpose was to make the Queen of Loneliness sleep peacefully without noticing even after receiving the signal to commit suicide.

Of course it wasn’t the method Cheong came up with.

It was a trick taught by a member of the Blood Ancient Times.

Tang Nan-ah sighed and said.

“Are you involved with a blood cult? “Then it would be better to ask the elders of Maeng for help.”

“Then there are more than one person who will be in trouble. If possible I want to handle it quietly. hmm. “Master and I will be enough.”

Mo Yong-juhui claimed that he never did anything unpleasant and that he just endured without giving in.

However if a rumor spreads that he was captured by a blood cult how many people would believe it?

Even so I have heard true testimony about the hobbies of Cheongya Lee Seonhyeolgodaeju Hyeolryun Devil and Vice Lord Jitan Gwangma.

Moreover the Ronin would also fall in an instant and their honor would be thrown into the gutter.

Would it be okay to say that those who tried to remain sane even while living without a ronin simply took the wrong medicine?

“Besides Moyong Soje there are other people who are addicted to blood clots. “Can we just let him sleep for about three days?”

“I’m not saying you have to sleep in solitude. Well it’s not that difficult. hmm. But Cheong you know so much. “I get to see you again.”

“If I put my mind to it it’s always like this right?”

“Ugh.”

Tang Nan-er slapped Cheong on the forearm.

“You’re going to tell me what’s going on later right? I’ll prepare the medicine first. Gather the people you plan to sleep with in advance and talk to them.”